In the Buddha hall, the Buddha was high above, I knelt on the futon, put my hands together, and I whispered: "Buddha! This time I took the initiative to beg you, I know that I am not pious enough, and there is no Buddha fate, but if you open your eyes, you should know that Qingshan is buried everywhere, and a few people have returned to fight in ancient times, but please bless Chengguo to win a big victory this time, bless the prince to come back safely, and bless the people of Chengguo no longer suffer from war. ”

I poured incense into the Buddha, and then took out the Buddhist scriptures and spread them out in front of me, knocking on the wooden fish while chanting.

The Zen incense in the room was slight, and chanting was not a physical task, but I read it very carefully, and two hours passed quickly.

In the afternoon, the weather was good, I sat by the stream, picked up the jade flute left by the first queen, and played the song "Song of the Sparrow" poignantly, but the sound of the piano from nowhere also met my rhythm and played with me.

This scene seemed familiar, I looked up, there seemed to be a pavilion at the end of the bamboo forest, and there seemed to be a figure inside. Following the sound of the piano, my men kept walking, slowly walking through the bamboo forest, only to see a monk in the pavilion bowing his head and stroking the qin. I am outside the pavilion, the flute does not stop, he is in the pavilion, and my flute is singing, and the artistic conception is connected. This "Song of the Sparrow" is from the teaching workshop, and the monk should have disdained to play it, why don't he know how to be taboo?

"Ahh Qingluan behind him shouted softly: "Lu ...... Land Machine! ”

I stopped the song and walked up quickly to look at the monk's face, nine years, he has lost a lot of weight, and there are a few extremely ugly scars on his face, is he Lu Ji?

Lu Ji, who once lingered in the land of flowers and had an ambiguous relationship with the woman in the workshop, would ruin his appearance, escape into the empty door, and become a monk! That's a big melon!

I looked back at Qingluan, and she actually stepped back again and again, pointing to the landing machine with one hand, covering her mouth with the other, and two lines of tears in the corners of her eyes wet her delicate makeup.

Lu Ji stopped and looked up at us, but only glanced at Qingluan, and then ignored her excitement, he got up and folded his hands together, and said to me: "The poor monk is abrupt and disturbs the donor."

"It doesn't matter! It's just that it's rare to meet a bosom friend and want to come out and take a look. ”

Unexpectedly, I met an old man.

I didn't say the second half of the sentence, not to mention that I have changed my skin now, just looking at his attitude towards Qingluan, I know that Lu Ji doesn't want to mention the past.

"If the donor is fine, the poor monk will retreat." Lu Ji picked up the piano and left.

I saw that he was walking with a little lameness, and one leg seemed to be inflexible, so I asked, "I don't know the master's name yet."

Lu Ji stopped, his gray monk's robe was blown by the wind, he was really much thinner than before, he said: "The poor monk is fate."

It's fate, but it's dusty. It seems that he suffered a lot later.

I didn't hold back, let him limp away, I also turned and walked back, and said to them, "This monk is also in his thirties, right?" It's actually a generation, and it's not a small generation! ”

Chunhua pulled Qingluan, who stopped in place and refused to leave, and asked, "What's wrong?" Do you know? ”

Qingluan hid his face and cried, crying so much that the pear blossoms brought rain, I said in my heart, since I miss him, why don't you stop him?

"Hmm!" Qingluan nodded and choked up, "He! Once upon a time at the Orchid Pavilion, he took good care of me and my sister! ”

Well! This statement is true.

"Alas! Don't even think about it! You see, he pretends he doesn't know you! Chunhua Road.

Qiu Shi also taught her: "Since you have followed the master, you should serve the master wholeheartedly, don't lose your sense of proportion in front of the master again!"

Qingluan lowered her head and wiped away her tears, I turned my head not to look at her, and walked my own, if it wasn't for the sisterhood in the past, I would have driven her away yesterday!

I sat down on the boulder by the stream, and blew a few more songs, and Xiu Ze danced the sword to cooperate with me, and the afternoon passed quickly.

At night, I lost sleep again, today should be the day when Murong Yanlan entered the East Palace, Yun Jihan really hugged left and right this time, on one side is General Zhenyuan, holding heavy troops, on the other hand, the prime minister, his own uncle, does he choose the same checks and balances as the emperor, or ......

In the front and harem, there are dramas everywhere, and I don't know whose acting skills are better.

"Bell!" There was a sound of swords colliding outside the meditation room, I was not good, I was busy going out to see, only to see Xiu and a man in black were entangled together, Xiu Jian Jian was fierce with a murderous aura, the black shadow blindly dodged, and took defense as an attack, and did not have the intention of entanglement with him.

I shouted: "Repair! Stop it! ”

Xiu glanced at me and put away his sword.

I said to Xiu, "It's an acquaintance!"

Xiu was a little surprised, but he still retreated behind me, Uncle Li walked slowly towards me, his eyes fell on Xiu, and said, "It's Yun Jihan's dog again."

"He's my guard." I blocked Xiu with my body, biting the word "me" a little harder, which means that I believe in Xiu.

Uncle Li paused at night and looked up at the stars in the sky, his silver mask emitting a cold cold light.

"Master came late at night, what's the matter?" I hugged my arms, and I came out in a hurry, without a cloak, and when I saw that he didn't speak, and looked up at the stars, I said, "I'm going into the house if nothing happens." ”

"Something." He took off his mask, smiled kindly at me, and said, "Yi'er, I need your help for my teacher."

I raised my eyebrows, smiled and said, "I don't promise."

"I haven't said anything yet." Uncle Li stepped forward to grab my arm at night, and I ruthlessly threw him away.

I said, "Master, I can't solve the problem that even a high-IQ primate can't solve."

Uncle Li didn't seem to understand it, but he still had to come over again to pull me, and this time I hadn't dodged yet, Xiu suddenly stood between me and Uncle Li, blocking me behind him, and the sword in his hand was unsheathed again.

Uncle Li could only put down his hand in a boring way, put the mask in his hand back on, and said, "That day, I was drunk, Yi'er, don't be afraid of me."

With that, he flew away.

I gritted my teeth and went into the house and got into the quilt, the cold air invaded people at night, and it was warm for a long time, and I didn't recover from the heart-wrenching cold. Yun Jihan hasn't left Beijing yet, can't the four princes wait? I don't know what they're going to do, but I won't help Uncle Li with the help he said.

"Repair." I called and went into the house, standing only at the door, and I told him, "Help me keep tonight's affairs a secret." ”

He threw himself at me, then left silently.

I also said this to Chunhua and Qiushi, but they still told Yun Jihan everything. I hope this person is the exception.

The next day, I forced myself to get up early, and after freshening up, I took Chunhua and Xiu down the mountain together, and at the gate of the city, the people who saw off the Black Eagle Army surrounded the street, and we found the second floor of a restaurant, and stood on the high ground, and I waited quietly for him to appear.

The noise downstairs had nothing to do with me, I looked around the corner, until I saw the head of the black feather, my eyes lit up, Yun Jihan was in front of the team, his mighty figure was wrapped under black armor, the sword at his waist swayed with the bumps on the horseback, he was calm and quite majestic, this look of not being angry and arrogant had nothing to do with the dress.